"Wow~~~"

At some point, the incarnation of the human ancestor also stood next to the bronze square tripod.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the broken palace. His deep eyes seemed to be able to travel through time and space and dig out all ancient essences.

"Are you curious why I was able to get in here?"

"Do you also want to know why I am so similar to you?"

"Please tell me clearly." Bai Wushang's spiritual body could not move. The divine substance that was terrifying and unknown was still entangled in his flesh and blood soul, and the whole was in an indescribable state of power accumulation.

"I ask you, what is it called here?"

The human ancestor turned into a smile and circled around the bronze square cauldron.

His eyes swam on the cauldron, and there were miniature engravings, including three-legged golden crows covering the sky and the sun, giant pythons entrenched in the entire sacred mountain, and fifty giants with heads and one hundred arms...

"here it is……"

“…Altar of God of Food?”

It reminds of food cells and original fragments.

It either comes from extraordinary species or from the evil spirit of the Taichu.

Bai Wushang vaguely grasped a key clue in his head and replied word by word.

"Yes, this is the "altar."

The human ancestor transformed into an illusory palm and brushed across the bronze square tripod.

The engraved picture above suddenly sounded like it came alive, making a deafening roar, but the confined space of three hundred square meters was shaken and shaken, shaking and shaking.

"Since it is an "altar", then "sacrifice" is naturally inevitable."

The Ancestor of Humans transformed into a slashing face. The mythical creatures who were still dancing with their teeth and claws just now seemed to have encountered even more terrifying monsters, and instantly stopped.

"I am very grateful for your appearance. The collection and sacrifice of 'cells' means the gathering and feeding of the fragments of the law, which makes me fall into an eternal sleep. I thought I had no chance to wake up again, awakened again beyond expectations."

"Human ancestor... actually represents the way of heaven?!"

Bai Wushang was the only one who could move at this time, and the violently stretched pupil size clearly showed the inner shock.

"No, the way of heaven is the way of heaven, I am me."

The Ghost Shadow smiled and gave a specious answer:

"As for the "Man Ancestor", although He represents the origin of mankind, he has a great significance to the human race."

"But He is my incarnation, only an indispensable part of me, but not my whole, nor my essence."

"???" Bai Wushang was confused and could not understand the meaning behind these two sentences.

"I'll tell you a story."

The ghost walked to the other side of the palace, his eyes falling on the thirteen pure black statues surrounding the outermost circle, and he was stunned.

Then, He stretched out his hand, unlike knocking on the bronze square cauldron as he pleased, but carefully wiped the dirt and dust on the twelve strange-shaped statues in front of him.

"Wow~~~"

The picture you can see in front of you suddenly shattered.

Bai Wushen's spirit body could not move, and he witnessed the shocking scene that he would never forget in his life with just a bystander.

It was a piece of white.

There is nothing, nothing can be seen.

But the naked eye cannot see it, the soul cannot see it, but there is another great existence in the dark, giving Bai Wushang a higher level of insight.

Then, he saw it.

It was an oval-shaped nothingness, similar to the energy matter of the rain of Chaos, filling the entire space.

"This is not ordinary chaos, this is "innate chaos."

"Or, you can also understand it as "Hongmeng", which may be easier to understand."

Bai Wushang couldn't see the ghost, but the sound of the ghost seemed to sound from behind the ear, and you could still hear the subtle breathing sound.

His neck was slightly hairy, but his overall attention was still on the front, staring at the ellipse that kept wriggling and changing, not for a moment.

"This is the origin of this world."

"In the oldest Hongmeng era, there is no life in the world."

"But! Such a huge law is lingering, day after day, year after year, and finally twelve extremely special existences have been nurtured!"

The ghost's voice suddenly became low, and the picture in front of him suddenly accelerated.

Soon, a total of twelve irregular stones were shining with colorful sacred lights, illuminating the entire void.

Bai Wushang couldn't use the volume of any object to measure the size of these stones.

They are unique, just like the sky or the earth, how can they be constrained by worldly material contrast?

"In the Hongmeng era, chaos was shrouded in it, and the birth of the twelve stones of origin meant "the beginning."

"They are the origins of all extraordinary creatures, the common ancestors of the original living beings. All the tangible and intangible substances that can be seen now, traced to the source, and all point to them."

"They are neither old nor dead, neither born nor destroyed, and have no power to interfere with them. Instead, all the energy substances in the realm of nothingness, no matter how terrible or extreme, will become their food and shivering under their intimidation."

The ghost paused, and continued to explain the ever-changing scene with his usual calm tone:

"At this time, there is no dimension of time, because the twelve stones of origin themselves represent eternity."

"And among them, they are not called "original", but are distinguished by "sequence" in the order of their original birth."

"Sequence one is the boss, He is the most powerful of the twelve sequences, and the other eleven are not as powerful as Him."

"One day, Sequel was really tired of living such a life, and found another eleven brothers and discussed something to play with."

"They studied and discussed for a long time, and conducted many unimaginable experiments one after another, and finally decided to... commit suicide!"

"Yes, the word "suicide" is different to them."

"Finding ways to destroy one's consciousness and withdraw one's eternal state has become the goal of twelve sequences of billions of years of research."

"In the end, it was Sequence One. Under the leadership of Sequence One, the big brother, the twelve sequences found their direction."

The ghost paused again, as if he was giving Bai Wushang the opportunity to digest. After more than ten seconds, he continued:

"Their plan is very simple. If you say it, you may not be able to give you a very intuitive feeling."

"How simple is it? It's just the twelve brothers, preparing to create a super prosperous "large plane" to consume their energy and achieve suicide."

"They succeeded, and as the most powerful sequence one, He created the essence of the world, so He is also called the "world" by me."

"The world is very powerful. It is the extraordinary foundation. Whether it is the large plane of the subject, or the scattered small planes, or the dimensional space, they are all based on His power and evolved essence."
Chapter completed!